Chapter 163: Chapter 163

Although the breakfast was sumptuous, Flora found it tasteless. When she put down her fork, Oliver raised an eyebrow and reminded her, "Eating more will be beneficial for the baby, you know?"

Flora blushed slightly. She hadn't expected Oliver to already know about her pregnancy, carrying the child of the Smith Family's Big Young Master. The shame she felt in front of anyone was immense, and it was even worse in front of Oliver. She lowered her head and said, "I know."

"Now that you know, finish the breakfast on your plate," Oliver reminded, his tone carrying a faint coldness.

Flora was surprised. Why, like Maxwell, did he want to force her to eat more? Was it out of concern?

What else could it be besides concern? Flora sighed, picked up the fork, and continued eating the remaining food on her plate. Only when she had finished the breakfast did she put down the utensils, then looked at Oliver's satisfied expression, puzzled.

After finishing breakfast, they headed straight to the amusement park, with only five minutes left until the dolphin show. Oliver held Robin's hand with one hand and placed the other on Flora's back. Leading them through the crowd, he found their seats.

Initially, Flora felt a bit uneasy and anxious. However, once the show started, influenced by the audience and the adorable dolphins, she forgot everything. Like Robin, she danced and cheered, excited like a child.

Pointing at the dolphins in the pool, Robin pulled Flora's arm and exclaimed, "Flora! Hurry, capture them with your camera! Quickly!"

"Okay," Flora remembered the camera in her possession and, seeing his urgency, picked up the camera to focus. The camera was probably too advanced; she couldn't find the right functions in a hurry.

"Give it to me." Suddenly, Oliver's voice came from her ear.

Flora smiled awkwardly and handed the camera to him. She said, "Thank you, Second Young Master. You're indeed a good person, capturing the entire dolphin performance."

Without waiting for his response, she turned away and watched the show. Oliver glanced at the cunning Flora, but didn't protest, as he had accompanied Robin to watch this type of performance many times, and only Robin would be so interested!

While taking photos of the dolphins, Oliver shifted the lens, gazing through it at Flora's face, which was laughing heartily. His lips curled into a wicked smile, and after each flash, he captured her youthful and vibrant smiling face.

It was the first time he had seen her laugh so heartily, so carefree. Oliver unknowingly immersed himself in her smile, thinking that life would be perfect if she could be this happy forever.

"Second Brother, I want to take a picture too!" Suddenly, Robin's voice snapped Oliver back to reality. He quickly turned the lens away, and touched his nose with his hand, feeling caught in an embarrassing situation.

"Alright, stand properly," Oliver said to Robin, seizing the opportunity while Flora was still immersed in joy, unaware of what was happening.

Robin jumped in front of Oliver, loudly declaring, "I want to take a picture with Flora and the little baby!"

As soon as he got close to Flora's legs, his arm was hooked by Oliver, who sternly rebuked, "Didn't I tell you to be careful? You might crush the baby."

Then, Robin's face drooped, Flora blushed, and Oliver's face became serious.

Flora awkwardly chuckled, "Second Young Master, don't treat me like a fragile doll. I'm a tough one with a tough life, not that delicate." Heaven! Is this the common perception men have about pregnant women? They all seem to think they are so fragile and delicate. Maxwell was like this, and now Oliver too!

"Yeah, yeah! Flora is an indestructible little cockroach!" Robin chimed in, having witnessed firsthand how much Flora had endured. Each time, she bounced back full of life.

"Sure, thanks for your acknowledgment, Little Young Master," Flora gestured her gratitude, noticing that Oliver's face had returned to its usual gentleness from the initial nervousness. She grinned and said, "But let's skip the photos, Little Young Master, you can take them yourself."

Sneaking out to play behind Maxwell's back had already made her nervous, capturing evidence to take back home? That would be like lifting a stone only to drop it on her own feet; she wouldn't do such a foolish thing!

The performance had ended, and after quickly taking a few pictures, they walked out of the venue. Robin claimed he wanted to experience some thrills, slithering through the crowd, leading the way at the front.

"Little Young Master! You'll get lost if you keep running!" Flora anxiously quickened her pace to catch up.

Oliver reached out and grabbed her to prevent her from running too fast, saying, "Don't worry, Robin is familiar with this place; he won't get lost." With a smile, he looked at Flora and added, "It's you I'm worried about. Don't get lost." As he spoke, he tightened his grip on her hand.

Her hand, held in his, felt warm, the warmth spreading quickly to her face, turning her fair complexion into a shade of red. Flora quietly exerted some force, attempting to free her hand from his grasp, while awkwardly chuckling, "Second Young Master, rest assured, I've been here a couple of times before; I won't get lost, hah..."

Still not letting go? Flora looked at him helplessly. Why could Oliver hold her hand so casually? This was a gesture reserved for couples! Unfortunately, she couldn't accept it; her heart was in turmoil.

Seeing her anxious and uneasy, Oliver had no choice but to release her. Suddenly finding it amusing, he watched this playful yet cautious little woman. She was so playful, yet so afraid of everything.

Flora, not expecting him to release her so suddenly, glanced at him gratefully.

Robin had already collected the amusement park cards and was impatiently waving to urge them, "Second Brother! Flora, can you both hurry up? Too slow!"

"Anyway, there's no time limit, why are you so anxious?" Flora, seeing his impatience, jokingly asked.

Robin seemed indifferent to her nagging and handed her the amusement park card, dragging her inside.

"Hey... wait a minute!" Flora, in her haste, instinctively grabbed Oliver's arm to stabilize herself. She said, "Little Young Master, spare me, I can't play this one!" Although she really wanted to, looking up at the thrilling ride with at least eight levels, she didn't want to take the risk!

"Why not? Didn't you say you loved playing before?" Robin insisted, he thought Flora could accompany him. In the end, she didn't want to play at the crucial moment?

Flora didn't know how to explain to him. How could she convey that it wasn't good for the baby? He might not understand.

Oliver spoke up, "Robin, go play by yourself; we'll wait here for you."

"Oh, well then." Robin had no choice but to go in by himself.

Flora and Oliver stood outside the railing, watching people inside screaming.

Flora suddenly turned around, curious, and asked, "Second Young Master, have you and Big Young Master played these things before?"

She was really curious. Men like Oliver, who followed conventions and were refined, and Maxwell, a man so cold and unrestrained. Would they play crazy games like other boys? Henry never played; when she managed to drag him here, he just threw her a bored look and stayed in a drink shop, reading magazines while waiting for her.

"I played a few times when I was a kid," Oliver said softly, looking up in the direction of Robin. Over twenty years ago, the equipment here was not as advanced.

"Did you come with Big Young Master?" Flora couldn't help but inquire about the little secrets between them. Before Miss Chiyoko appeared, their relationship should have been quite good, right? The bond between twins is usually strong.

"Yeah," Oliver replied indifferently, without saying more.

Well, he didn't like to hear Flora mention Maxwell.

Understanding his feelings, Flora tactfully kept quiet turned around, and walked away with a disappointed expression.